Thursday, April 30, 2015

Favorite Passage

Greetings from the Hermit Writer. An infrequent peek at one of my novels...SEEker 2.

I laughed out loud.
“What’s funny?” Denny asked.
I shot her a glance. The cold air on her sweaty smock had made her nipples rise provocatively. The she-devil was enticing, for raw evil. I considered keeping all my thoughts to myself, but as usual, besides hematomas and concussions, I also suffer from diarrhea of the mouth.


Snapshots - Picnic Island Park, Tampa P4

Greetings from the Hermit Writer. Just click the red X if you don't love wet dogs.

This is Fraulein with her dad. She didn't feel like fetching.

A Labrador going long.

"I gotta pee. I gotta pee."

More of Fraulein. I spent some time with her and her dad.

One laid back German Shedder.

Her dad said, "Yeah. Sometimes I check to see if she's still breathing."

I fell in love. Had nothing to do with missing my own GSD...Corkie.

An immediate, slobbering love affair between us.

Mikey. Boy, he'd chase anything. 

Rope.

Red Striped Bass.

Pink flying disc.

Hi, Loomis!

I got it.

Yom yom. 

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

New Web Page

Greetings from the Hermit Writer. I have a favor to ask.

Would you visit a new web page I've created to compliment my home page...and share your first impressions? Update: I had so much fun creating Dude Lit...I branched out and created another new page, Tough Chicks. Check them both out?
http://rmacwheeler.com/DudeLit.htm
http://rmacwheeler.com/ToughChicks.htm

Thanks for all thoughts.

Snapshots - Don't Open if you don't like Raccoons P3

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.

I can't even tell you how many shots I took of these three.

I couldn't believe how self assured they were.

He and his sister had no fear of me.

The youngster walked close enough to me, I could have reached out and touched him.

What a treat to get this close to a wild creature.

I hope they aren't this comfortable because people have been feeding them.

There are signs every ten feet...Absolutely Forbidden to feed the wild animals. 

He doesn't look very wild, does he?

Even mama came out of the shadows. At one point she sat for me and scratched, showing she's still nursing her two babies. 

Very mellow young lady.

"I know I'm cute."

"Okay, see ya later."

"Yeah. Tootles."

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Snapshots - Picnic Island Park, Tampa P2

Greetings from the Hermit Writer.

Another sweet ride. I could write a novel on that puppy

(subliminal message: Have you bought one of my books lately?)

Fishing Style  #1

Louise prancing around being beautiful.

Yes Louise, we know you're gorgeous

This is Mandy.

And Mandy's son, Hugo.

Fishing Style #2

Fishing Style #3

Fishing Style #4

Someone tell me what kind of boid this is. It isn't common around these parts, I don't think. Eileen says it's a Shrike.

Monday, April 27, 2015

Snapshots - Picnic Island Park, Tampa P1

Greetings from the Hermit Writer. I'm glad I revisited this park. The city has really improved it, with a dog park and disc-golf course. Hope you enjoy these March 15 shots.

"Honey, stand there like a dork and let me take a picture."

Let's just stretch out here.

Gandy Bridge to the north

A lonely mangrove...

...makes a lovely foreground

...Doesn't it?

That's a sweet ride.

St. Pete, across Tampa Bay

King of the...uh...floatie

Something touched my foot!